My granny while on her death bed
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She turned and said to me
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"Why must you view life so morbidly?
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I tried to teach you right
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But somewhere I went wrong
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'Cuz you sing those
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Death death devil devil evil evil songs"
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When six pallbearers put her down
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And laid her body in the ground
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My eyes were wet
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My face was very long
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The pastor said "son here you are
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Won't you please take this guitar
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Sing dear departed Granny one last song"
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And I sang death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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Hell you know that's how I get along
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The world is full of tragedies
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So how can it be wrong?
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Singing death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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When I was shopping at Hot Topic
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And I was walking out the door
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When two dumb jocks came up to me
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They said "Hey fag it ain't Halloween"
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And they kicked my lipstick to the floor
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And I sang death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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Hell you know that's how I get along
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The world is full of idiots
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So how can it be wrong?
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Singing death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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When I went down to church on Sunday
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I sat up front in a pew
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The priest said "Jesus and Mary too
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son what the devil's got into you
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Get up and sing a hymn or two"
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And I sang death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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And you know that's how I get along
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The world's full of hypocrisy
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So how can it be wrong?
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Singing death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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When I was invited to the White House
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The president pulled me aside
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He said "Son sing us a song of peace
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For those evil-doers in the Middle East"
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I rolled my eyes and kicked this rhyme
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I sang death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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Hell you know that's how I get along
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The world is full of W's
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So how can it be wrong?
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Singing death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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Well then I died and went to Hell
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I could tell right away by the awful smell
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That this was clearly not the pearly gates
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The devil said "come here young man
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My wife and I are your biggest fans"
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So naturally I felt I had it made
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Well then he reached into an iron chest
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And he picked the tool that he felt was best
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And then he jabbed me in the shlong
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With a pitchfork that had sharpened prongs
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He turned to me and winked and sang this song
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He sang death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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Yeah I know that's how you got along
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I find your songs hilarious
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But now your soul's precarious
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Singing your death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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I'm just kidding kid
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Welcome to Hell
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Enjoy the buffet
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Death death
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devil devil devil devil
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evil evil evil evil songs
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Hell you know that's how we get along
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The world is full of sinners
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So how can it be wrong?
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Singing death death death death
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Devil devil evil evil songs
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Death Death (Devil Devil Evil Evil Songs)
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| Voltaire |
